Urban Cultivation: The master who has overcome the tribulation is reborn

Yang Zhengyun knew that Cao Zhifeng asked him to follow General Manager Jiang to do things, not to confirm the matter itself.

Instead, ask about his mentality and position.

Is it a simple superior-subordinate relationship where everything follows formal procedures, or is it a deeper level of involvement?

If he behaves properly, he can justifiably respond by saying, "It's just normal work."

But he just felt guilty.

There was a smile in Cao Zhifeng's eyes, but it looked so bitter.

His voice was bitter, "Lao Yang, Lao Yang..."

Yang Zhengyun felt a surge of pain in his heart and showed an extremely helpless expression.

The hoarse voice is touching.

"Lao Cao, my situation is different from yours."

"I have to support my parents and take care of my wife and two sons."

When Yang Zhengyun said this, he noticed that the bitterness in Cao Zhifeng's eyes had not diminished.

It actually gave him the illusion that he was being ridiculed.

Then a sigh of relief came over me, and I felt like throwing away everything.

"That's right! I took advantage of Boss Jin and helped Boss Jiang do a lot of things."

"But I didn't spend a penny of this money on myself."

Cao Zhifeng looked at him shouting at the top of his lungs and suddenly felt that his old friend was so strange.

He actually wanted to ask Yang Zhengyun, could spending money on his parents, wife and children clear him of any ties with him?

There is no such thing in the world.

But he never asked again.

The saying "People with different ideologies cannot work together" applies to two people who have conflicting beliefs.

Enough to become a mountain that is difficult to climb.

"You... take care."

Cao Zhifeng opened his mouth, looked at Yang Zhengyun's anxious eyes, and said "take care" word by word.

As he turned to leave, he glanced sideways at Liu Yuan.

"Stay with your master and don't let him go astray."

The past cannot be brought back, and there is no need to verify what Liu Yuan said before.

"Old Cao!"

When Yang Zhengyun saw Cao Zhifeng's expression, he knew that the other party would not take the initiative to expose what he had done.

Logically, he should have felt relieved, but he still couldn't help but take a step forward.

Cao Zhifeng pushed the door open without hesitation, ignoring the shouting behind him.

“Zhifeng!!”

Yang Zhengyun stared at his lonely back and shouted with some sadness.

Cao Zhifeng's body trembled slightly.

In the end, I never stopped.

The half-open door bounced back and Yang Zhengyun laughed silently and miserably for a long time before he gradually regained consciousness.

The voice of Jin Ruoyun behind him also became clear again.

"What's wrong with you two? You just let him go like that?"

Jin Ruoyun, who was wearing heavy makeup, expressed her incomprehension.

In her opinion, since Cao Zhifeng knew these secrets, she could not let him go so easily no matter what.

Once some things are brought to the surface, they can easily become a bigger and bigger matter.

Jin Shengcai glanced at his troublesome and stupid daughter, and explained a few words patiently.

"What if you don't let go? How big of a figure do you think your father is?"

"Can one sentence suppress Cao Zhifeng so much that he dares not raise his head?"

"They are public officials. If we force them to stay here, that would be a bigger problem."

Jin Ruoyun curled her lips. Although she understood in her heart, she still acted a little disapproving.

He even muttered with a bit of disdain.

"You're always afraid of this and that. I don't know how you ended up like this."

Jin Shengcai sighed helplessly and didn't bother to pay attention to her stubbornness.

"Brother Yang, you just mentioned that President Jiang has other instructions. I wonder what he wants to tell me?"

After Yang Zhengyun's emotions calmed down a little, Jin Shengcai asked impatiently.

Due to Cao Zhifeng's extremely tough attitude, he completely gave up on winning over the other party.

On the contrary, Mr. Jiang’s reaction is the more important issue.

Although Yang Zhengyun was in a depressed mood, he immediately perked up when he heard Jin Shengcai mention President Jiang.

His desolate gaze fell on the strawberry box, and he said in a low voice, "Boss Jiang asked me to return the golden strawberries you gave me to you."

"He also asked me to tell you something. He has a big project and wants to ask if you are interested."

"If you are interested, show some sincerity."

Sincerity?

Mr. Jin subconsciously thought of a box of golden strawberries, and his eyes were filled with hesitation.

"Something's wrong. Logically, Mr. Jiang shouldn't refuse."

Considering that the fruit box had already been opened when Yang Zhengyun brought back the golden strawberries, it meant that President Jiang definitely saw it clearly.

How could I refuse such a great gift for no reason?

After thinking for a while, he couldn't help but mutter to himself.

"Sincerity?"

"A box of golden strawberries was returned. What is his so-called sincerity?"

Everyone in the room could hear clearly the sound of Jin Shengcai talking to himself.

Yang Zhengyun had not yet recovered from his sad mood, and Liu Yuan was too lazy to say a word.

Then the only sound was Jin Ruoyun's sneer.

"What else could it be? It's just that Mr. Jiang has a big appetite and doesn't like this small box of golden strawberries."

"You give the right gifts and feed people well, that's your sincerity!"

Jin Ruoyun's words seemed to remind President Jin.

However, there was not much joy on his face. After all, the value of that box of golden strawberries was quite high.

You can imagine how big the other party's appetite is if he doesn't even touch such a generous gift.

I don’t know how much it will cost to feed the other person.

He even felt a little regretful.

While I was still thinking, I found that the door was pushed open again.

Cao Zhifeng, who was supposed to leave, had a butterfly knife pressed against his throat and slowly retreated.

Then a rather surprised questioning voice reached my ears.

"Who said I was greedy?"

……

Shenhe Manor.

The auntie who was cleaning the entrance of Zhu's house was shaking her head like a rattle.

"You can't go in."

"Mr. Zhu is talking to someone. If you barge in, it will be a disaster."

The nanny was not overbearing, but instead gave earnest advice.

"Why don't you wait a little longer until that person leaves? Maybe Mr. Zhu will come to see you."

Xia Wanwan smiled and said softly, "Sister, we are not here to ask Mr. Zhu to do anything for us."

The nanny was a little hesitant and waited for a long time but still didn't change her mind.

She was afraid that this group of young people might accidentally disturb Mr. Zhu, and she was also afraid that she would be implicated.

Bai Feifei curled her lips inadvertently, always feeling that she was making a big deal out of nothing.

The smile in Xia Wanwan's eyes froze for a moment. Just as she was about to continue persuading him, she noticed that Jiang Ran beside her took two steps forward.

She immediately closed her red lips and didn't think of saying anything else.

"Would you please wait a moment? Even if Mr. Zhu wants to see you, there has to be a first come first served principle!"

When the nanny saw another young man approaching, her tone inevitably became a little helpless.

Jiang Ran did not argue with him. He put his right hand behind his back and walked towards the courtyard gate.

When the nanny reacted, she hurriedly moved in front of him and was about to speak when she felt her head sink.

"We are the guests that Mr. Zhu has arranged to meet with."

Jiang Ran said this indifferently, and the Moonlight Stone in his arms flashed with light, and the nanny immediately became dazed.

As soon as he finished speaking, he was already standing in the courtyard.

The chrysanthemums on one side are blooming beautifully.